As Christmas falls near,

With the stars shining bright

A young soldier keeps walking...

First left, then right.

He's serving his country

With a heart full of pride

On foreign land he's fighting

And this Christmas he’ll reside.

In good times and bad

He’ll always stand tall

He shows his best

And gives it his all.

Like so many others

 He’s there for a cause,

And as a true soldier,

Never will he pause.

He's tried and true

And tempered like steel

Born of American spirit;

Born with American will.

Without his sacrifice

 The cause would be lost

But the soldier carries onward

 No matter the cost.

So I'll look to him with honor

 And thankful with prayers.

For the freedom I have

 Is because this soldier cares.

Though it's now Christmas

And he's not here with me

His safe return I pray for

To the Land of the Free.

“Author”

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

©Dec2005MOMENTS